Catching up

[Jak Sandrow]

He closed his eyes. "I don't want to lose you. Circe, you've become half my life. But what are we going to do?" He then pulled away for a second, frowning slightly. "Is it possible you could go neutral? Because if we're both neutral... yes... that just might work..." He murmured the last few words to himself. "Hold on a second."
Pulling up a holoboard, he scribbled down some rough calculations.

In essence, if they were both purely neutral, then neither would attack the other. And they'd both be able to be on both sides: him with the light-siders, her with the dark-siders.
"This could actually work!"

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[Onrai]

"I don't think it is, unfortunately. We must live as we are... And while I am good, I am Dark. Nothing's going to change that, my love." She sighed, simply moving closer to Jak. She loved him so dearly, and didn't want to let him go.

"Give me a kiss, will you?"

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[Jak Sandrow]

He exhaled loudly, his exasperation evident. Forehead pressed into the board, he continued to speak. As he did, a hint of an edge crept into his voice.

"Circe, we have to work this out. We can't just set it aside for later. This needs to be addressed now. Something needs to be done."

He turned to her. "What are we going to do?" he asked, marking his question with a kiss.

 

[Onrai]

"And something will be done. Give it time, darling... In time, we'll be together forever." She ran a finger underneath his chin, smiling sinisterly as she pulled him closer to her, smiling lovingly. "I love you very much, darling."

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[Bantha Pack Alpha]

A pack of Banthas trudges along in the distance, bleating loudly.
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[Jak Sandrow]

As the screensaver scrolled along the computer screen, he turned towards @[member="Pandeima"] again. "Circe, how much time is it going to take? I want us to be together, but there's another problem.

"Your job occupation could be written as xxxx."*

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*in place of alternate four-letter word.

 

[Onrai]

"I'm a master manipulator. Is it really my fault if men and women of influence in the galaxy can be so easily led around by their private parts?" She crossed her arms, looking Jak over up and down. "If I didn't have any love for you, you'd be nothing to me but a puppet. But I love you wholeheartedly... and will get you some jobs with the Sith so you can spend more time with me."

With a soft smile, she leaned forward, kissing Jak. "I love you."

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[Jak Sandrow]

"I suppose not. But just because one can seduce someone doesn't mean one should. And I think a lot of people would appreciate you not doing it anymore, myself included.

"Circe, you can't live your life by your midsection. There's more to life than chasing down every temporary satisfaction. Especially if you have a permanent satisfaction in me. Or do you," he challenged.

And he didn't really reciprocate the second kiss.

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[Onrai]

"You satisfy me in ways no one else can. You have the true emotional bond with my soul. Believe that, Jak. All I've done is to secure an eventual future for us. Trust me... it's the truth." She frowned, saline tears forming in her eyes that were quite real.

"Understand me. I love you."

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[Jak Sandrow]

"And I love you too, but Circe... there's something I don't think you realized. Love is sacrifice. Now, me, I've sacrificed my future, to have a future with you. What could have been, in the past, no longer is an option. But I don't really think you've sacrificed anything at all."

"I love you too, Circe. But you need to understand that no one else is gonna satisfy. So why bother?"

He was full of profundities.

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[Onrai]

"I haven't sacrificed anything? I've lost my job, my possessions... I've even lost my life. Everything that was once me is gone. Broken. Busted. I have nothing now. I've had to start all the way from the bottom again... It was all thrown away for you. Lies, deception... They stripped it all from me."

She wasn't insane, right?"

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[Jak Sandrow]

​"Yet you still do whatever you want, not really caring about me. The way you live your life hasn't changed in the slightest. And you openly throw your name around. I can't. Jak Sandrow is dead. I am Elijah Rowlin. My past life doesn't affect me, except for the fact that I can no longer be what I wanted to be. Until you came back to me."

He didn't want their relationship to continue as it had. He wanted it to be monogamous. Not free-for-all.

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[Onrai]

"I..."

Circe really had nothing she could say in regards to the situation. She had to keep the facade up in order to gain her power and keep things going.

"I'm sorry, Jak."

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[Jak Sandrow]

Now he was curious.

"What... what's wrong?"

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[Onrai]

"I'm sorry I can never be the woman you want me to be. I'm sorry that my psyche has been so damaged from my years of being abused and brutalized that I'll never function as a normal sentient being. I'm also sorry that the multiple powers-that-be in the galaxy despise me to the point that I have little to no chances of being redeemed, on a Force-based or personal level. All that I have except for you are puppets or masters."

She pulled back, leaving his embrace as the hands came to her eyes, intending to wipe the tears flowing down her cheeks.

"And I'm sorry... for everything."

 

[Jak Sandrow]

That....hurt...

He held her hands just from her cheek, and pushed her tears away himself.

Looking her straight in the eye, he told her, "Circe.... I don't know what you went through, but I will make it better. I kinda have to. I don't know what I'm going to do, but I will do it."

On an impulse, he kissed her.

"But it starts here," he said, pointing to her heart. "And here," he said, pointing to her head. "You need to make an active effort to keep your hands off people. Which means... making your own mental block. To stop you from thinking with your....ahem."

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[Onrai]

"Ma... But I went through all that struggle just to get rid of my mental block. I did that so I could have children. We could have children. And now, I'm in a body whose reproductive system can't produce a continuing bloodline with someone who's still half-human. I'd need to have relations with a male plant to continue our bloodline, and even then the child would be a mule, sterile."

She continued sobbing, holding her hands close to her chest.

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[Jak Sandrow]

"I mean, make a new block. One that will quell your very basic wants. Such as attempting to bed everything that walks your way. Or not."

He sighed, then held her close. "I know. And I don't know what we're going to do about it. But I do know this: we will fix it. But... sometimes one has to lose something in order to treasure it more...."

He didn't want to leave her. But... maybe a bit of time apart would do them good.

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[Onrai]

"For me to make a mental block would require a long period of trauma and whatnot caused by it. And I can't do that right now... I'm not traumatized by being with you."

She sighed, continuing to embrace him as tenderly and lovingly as she could. "Please, don't leave me... I may never see you again."

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[Jak Sandrow]

"What if I made a block. One that lays a guilt trip whenever you think a little too highly of someone's....physical characteristics."

He held her close, not wanting it as much as she did. "I think it would be for the best. Circe, you've done fine without me before. I'm sure you'd do fine without me for a little longer."

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